The second time the wind groaned to surface, a woman's body was salvaged, put on the lifeboat by the lifeguards, examined by professional medical personnel, shook her head, and covered with a white cloth.

The people who could be seen on the shore, who were more delicate, couldn't help but shed tears when they saw such a scene.

Whose child, whose wife, whose mother!

A corpse implicates a whole family.

After Feng Yin sent the corpse up, he checked the oxygen content, replaced the oxygen cylinder, and dived again.

Salvage work on shore is also underway.

The large crane ship is already in place, just waiting to confirm the location of the bus and carry out salvage work.

There are many divers like Wind Whisper underwater, searching for everyone who might be alive.

Under the river, Feng Yin saw the bus.

In the dimness, the reflection of the sunlight flashed from time to time, and the bus was almost upside down in the water, and it was scary to see people floating in it.

If you zoom in closer, you can even see their expressions.

There were a lot of rescuers with oxygen cylinders around the car, and they were installing ropes to facilitate the salvage work on it.

Wind Yin sped over, trying to pull the car door, but to no avail.

Under the pressure of water, the door weighs a thousand pounds.

The power of the wind groaning didn't help either.

Only then did I realize how fragile and incompetent human beings are in the natural environment.

Feng Yin could only get in through the open window, and together with the other rescuers, he sent the floating few people up.

After a few returns, there was no one in the bus.

Of those who could be sent, only seven were alive, and the rest were covered with white cloths.

But this is not all people, that is to say, there are many people, pushed by the river, do not know where to go.

There are more and more people on the shore, and many people who hear the news are frantically contacting their relatives and friends who may be on this train.

Once there was no contact, he came to the river desperately, and when he saw a white cloth, he stopped abruptly and did not dare to come forward.

Fear, resistance.

I'm afraid to see the face I know.

I prayed countless times in my heart, and there was no prayer in it.

"No, no, no...."

A man, looking at one after another, when the last one confirmed that it was not, he collapsed to the ground and was held up by the staff next to him.

"No, isn't it okay, it's going to be fine, isn't it?"

The staff member was a young man, and he wanted to say yes, but he knew that there were still many corpses in the river that had not been recovered.

"It must be yes, it must be fine, she just has something to delay, the phone is out of battery, it must be fine, she is confused!"

The man was self-anesthetized and talked, and was helped to the family area.

Here, there are people crying, some people are blank, some people are babbling that I am dreaming, dreaming, and there are people who calmly start the formalities.

Crying is not the only thing dealing with sad things.

People have thousands of faces, and everyone's sad reaction is also different.

Time passed, and everyone knew in their hearts that the chances of survival were not great.

The surveillance video along the way was also called up, and everyone who got on the bus was found and their identities were confirmed.

At this time, the presence of corpses is a kind of sad consolation.

There are many other people, who have been rushed to unknown places, and their bodies have not been found.

Wind Yin and the others finally came up, and this area is unlikely to be found.

"Why did you come up, why don't you fish, my son hasn't come up yet! He's most afraid of water! ”